Okay. I’ve finished my toes. Aren’t they pretty? Would you like to dry them for me? Crawl over here then, and you can blow on them. Oh, not like T...AT! GOD! You even blow like a sissy. Put some air into it. Blow! BLOW! No you can NOT hold them! You keep your little girly hands to yourself. All I want on my toes is moving air. Com’on, blow! That’s better. See? You really CAN behave if you try. And you know I don’t like to have to punish you. I only do it for your own good. I’d much rather pet. Allan nod in the direction of Beth. Is she a hottie or what? Yes she is responds, Angel. Think I am going to give her a shot says Allan. He slides off of his stool and walks over to where Beth is sitting. Of course he doesn’t ask to join her. Instead he asks if she wants the Latino to be the one she teases tonight. Saying yes, she shakes her head no for the mark to think that Allan is striking out. Allan returns to the bar. Fucking bitch he says to Angel. Angel tries to defend the woman. Maybe. I stood in front of the bathroom sink and began brushing my hair. “Are you ready for this?” I asked my reflection, trying to determine just how far I was willing to take this. I had told Brian I would leave the door open! “My god, you gave your son a blowjob. You sucked his dick.” I told myself. I felt my stomach drop. I wasn’t sure if I was going to pass-out or simply break down into hysterics. “Are you actually ready to let him… …Fuck you?” I whispered aloud. The words made me tingle all. Hell, we’re gonna spend the day at the spa. Maybe, you’ll look presentable enough by tonight. Come on,’ Jesse dragged her out of the room. Jo dug in her feet. ‘I’m still wearing this!’ ‘But, Jesse. I need to change…’ ‘No time to waste. Let’s hope they had some cancellations. Get your coat on, come on!’ * Joanne was getting to enjoy the spa. The soft music was lulling her into a little bit of a nap as the hands worked their way across her back. She wouldn’t have thought of this on her own. The.